Courier True Lord White Crane

Even Soft Feather got a share? Song Shuhang immediately pictured the adorable Soft Feather being spiraled into the sky by the 'Improved Disposable Meteor Sword 001', screaming loudly.

No, it was Soft Feather's mistake that caused her to send the 'Senior White Sticker Pack' to the group space... Although she was also partly to blame, Song Shuhang felt that he should take a lot of responsibility for this.

Therefore, he had to do something.

[Once we leave the island and get a signal on my phone, I'll contact Miss Soft Feather immediately and tell her not to open the package.] Song Shuhang thought to himself.

While he was pondering this, Venerable White had already written names on all the wooden boxes, packed them up, and stacked them into a pile.

"All done! Perfect opportunity to gather the fellow Daoists from the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' over here, hehe." Venerable White nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, not long after emerging from seclusion, Venerable White wanted to gather his former fellow Daoists for a proper get-together—and then hold a 'Hand Tractor Race'; and find a few more fellow Daoists to team up for a new dungeon.

That instance was found by Venerable White before his last seclusion.

At that time, Venerable White was returning from treasure hunting in the Arctic. On his way back to China, Venerable White was flying over the sea when he suddenly became lost in thought... Then, he suddenly collided with a warship of unknown origin. Thus, the lost-in-thought Venerable White was thrown into the deep sea. PS: The warship, unsurprisingly, sank.

The Venerable White was quite lucky; after being thrown into the deep sea, he unexpectedly discovered a Primordial Era 'relic'. This relic was very old, seemingly dating back to the 'Old Heavenly Dao' era.

However, at that time, Venerable White's 'seclusion cultivation syndrome' relapsed, so he did not go in to explore the 'ruins'. He simply marked and sealed the entrance to the ruins, and then returned to China, finding a good place to go into seclusion in peace.

Originally, Venerable White planned to send a message in the Nine Provinces Number One Group after he finished playing on the resort island with Song Shuhang, to invite fellow Daoists over... At that time, they would first have a 'hand-held tractor' competition. It just so happens that the 'Flying Sword Race' held once every ten years is about to be held, so adding a ' Hand Tractor Race would be a good thing.

After the tractor race is over, you can team up with a few fellow cultivators to tackle the new dungeon.

However, unexpectedly... most of the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group kept courting death. So Venerable White thought about it and decided to send a 'special car' to pick up these fellow Daoists one by one.

"Brother Shuhang, what are you doing sneaking around like that?" Suddenly, the little monk's voice rang out. He was carrying a lot of edible vegetables and fruits.

Behind him, Doudou transformed into a gigantic demon, dragging a small deer along.

Normally, catching fish or other aquatic products is the easiest thing to do on this island... However, since Mr. Song was recently turned into a fish and eaten by Doudou, to avoid him recalling that unpleasant scene, let's temporarily remove aquatic animals from the menu.

"Ahem, I wasn't sneaking around. I just went to Miss Chu Chu's tent to check on her injuries, and then I accidentally lost my footing when I came out, so I reached out to hold onto the edge of the tent," Song Shuhang said earnestly.

The little monk nodded silently, then suddenly realized and said seriously, "And then, Senior Brother Shuhang, you were just staring blankly at Senior White while holding onto the edge of the tent? When Senior Doudou and I came over from quite a distance, we saw you holding onto the edge of the tent for a long time."

Doudou: "Pfft~~"

Song Shuhang: "..."

One day, he'll definitely beat that little monk until he shits himself!

Upon hearing Doudou's laughter, Venerable White turned around and smiled slightly at the two people and the dog.

Then the Venerable White raised his head again and looked up at the sky.

Song Shuhang, Doudou, and the little monk all subconsciously looked up at the sky.

A figure was seen flying swiftly towards the island from the sky.

The figure radiated Holy Light —not the pseudo- Holy Light that Song Shuhang due to sunlight reflecting off his bald head, but a genuine, holy radiance emanating from his face.

Behind him, three pairs of pure white wings fluttered gently, elegant and beautiful.

"Hey, it's an angel!" Song Shuhang exclaimed, pointing at the figure in the sky.

Angels really do exist? These angels, which appear in Western fantasy novels or Catholic legends, are actually standing right before him. And if angels exist, do those winged dragons from the Western also exist?

Doudou patted Song Shuhang on the shoulder and said, "Don't make such a fuss, calm down."

"Oh, oh." Song Shuhang nodded -- that's right, cultivators really exist in this world, so it's not unusual for angels to make an appearance.

"Besides, that wasn't an angel," Doudou continued, "It was just a Big White. If you can't even tell that, your eyesight as a cultivator is far from up to par."

Song Shuhang: "..."

White Crane? What a rip-off! How can you associate this figure with a 'White Crane' when it has three pairs of wings and is radiating Holy Light?

As they were speaking, the pseudo-six-winged angel descended from the sky and landed not far from the Venerable White.

The pseudo-angel's face lit up with excitement. Its eyes were only on Senior White, and it didn't even glance at Song Shuhang and the others. "Senior White, it's so good to see you again."

It barely managed to suppress its excitement and continued, "This time you went into seclusion for over 150 years, while I haven't heard from you for 150 years."

One side.

Song Shuhang lowered his voice and asked in confusion, "Huh? Is he an acquaintance of Venerable White?"

Doudou nodded. "It's True Lord White Crane. In our modern terms, it's a die-hard fan of Senior White."

The Venerable White smiled and said, "So it's the Little White Crane."

"Senior White!" True Lord White Crane exclaimed, tears welling in his eyes, "You still remember me! That's wonderful!"

"Yes, of course I remember you." Venerable White nodded, because True Lord White Crane was also in the group's friend list who had changed his profile picture.

As he spoke, Venerable White rummaged through the pile of gift boxes beside him and pulled out a box with the name 'White Crane' written on it, "Also, you've come at the right time. Here, I'll give you a gift. Don't open this gift right away. I've placed a seal on it. This gift box will open automatically in five days. Inside is a little surprise from me."

With that, Venerable White handed the gift box to True Lord White Crane.

For True Lord White Crane, happiness came too suddenly... Senior White, give him a gift.

"Thank you Senior White!" True Lord White Crane was moved to tears. "Senior, you not only remember me but also gave me a gift. I'm so touched. Senior White, I'm willing to go through fire and water for you! Senior White, is there anything you need me to do? Please let me do it, and I will definitely do my best!"

True Lord White Crane felt full of energy; he was willing to do anything for Venerable White!